Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
“But what do you mean by doing this? Aren’t you just doing this!?” Martha became agitated. Her voice was trembling, and her eyes were full of anger and grievance when she looked at Douglas.
What did it mean? Why was he trying to do?
Why did he want to do this? Martha found that she seemed to be unable to understand Douglas’
thoughts.
Douglas at the moment was like a lunatic.
Martha’s eyes turned red. She originally had a pair of attractive eyes, but at this moment, they looked extraordinarily pitiful.
Douglas softened for a moment, but only for a moment.
He said, “Otherwise, just go to the company with me.”
“I don’t agree!” Martha said, “Douglas, you are breaking the law. I can sue you!”
Martha yelled, so angry.
It was the first time she had called Douglas by his first name like that, and yelled at him.
Douglas narrowed his eyes and said, “Sue me? That’s fine. Then let’s settle the score from the beginning and let me know what kind of purpose you have to approach me for the past seven years.”
With what he said, Martha completely became listless.
She literally wanted to kill Douglas.
She never knew that he could be so vile.
He directly limited her freedom.
However, if she was asked to dig out bits and pieces of the past and show him, she really couldn’t do it.
Martha finally couldn’t hold back, and tears fell down.
She bit her lip tightly to keep herself from crying.
The reason why she felt so wronged was she knew that she had no way to resist.
Those past embarrassments were the last thing she wanted Douglas to know.
She didn’t have the courage to show them, or show them to Douglas.
That was the past she couldn’t bear to look back on, and it was also the scar she couldn’t touch the most.
Martha’s tears fell down, but there was still no sound.
This appearance of her was totally different from Douglas’ impression on her.
In the past seven years, Martha had always been capable, proud and strong.
She never was like this for a moment.
However, at this moment, she made Douglas suddenly regret it.
Did he do something wrong? Did he really hurt her?
Douglas opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but saw that Martha had already sat down on the sofa.
She didn’t speak or look at him, just sat on the sofa.
She looked like she was extremely aggrieved, but she didn’t say anything but was like at his mercy.
Douglas became softhearted, but still didn’t let go.
He couldn’t leave her alone until he figured something out.
Moreover, Douglas had a premonition that Martha was determined not to work for him anymore. The reason why she asked for leave now was she wanted to procrastinate. She thought he could do nothing about her if she kept putting it off.
With this kind of thinking, Douglas didn’t know whether to say she was innocent or naive.
He said, “I can go back with you to get the things you need. If you don’t have anything you need, then
I’ll ask someone to prepare new ones for you.”
Martha had given up resisting, and now she was a pitiful girl at the mercy of Douglas.
Douglas just assumed that she had made a decision, “I’ll ask someone to send them over.”
Martha bit her lip and said, “I’ll go back and get them myself.”
After all, she still had some rationality, and she hadn’t completely given up.
Douglas’s other secretaries and assistants were all men.
She didn’t want a man to do that. Besides, there would be something private stuff.
Moreover, in these years, Douglas had not had a woman by his side, so it was difficult not to misunderstand the sudden appearance of a woman living in his house.
Martha had a little sense. No matter what, she can’t have any misunderstandings with her.
Otherwise, she will not be able to explain it clearly even if she wanted it in the future.
Douglas observed Martha’s expression, and in an instant, he understood what she was thinking.
At the moment when he knew her mind clear, Douglas was so angry and dumbfounded at the same time.
What the hell was this woman thinking? If he wanted to be misunderstood, did she really think she can guard against it?
Martha raised her face, looked at Douglas, and asked, “Can I go back now?”
Even if it was just to go back to get things, Martha wanted to do it as soon as possible.
Douglas said, “Okay, let’s go.”
Martha bit her lip, trying to suppress the urge to say that she could go back and get things by herself.
Without any delay, the two returned to Martha’s residence.
At this moment, it was already morning, and the neighborhood was bustling with activity.
Most of the residents in this community were elderly people, and they were all out to bask in the sun now.
Douglas’ car was clearly out of place here.
However, the elderly had already went through a lot. Even if they were attracted by the sudden appearance of luxury car and the young people, they would not think too much or gossip.
At their age, they were too lazy to gossip about other people’s affair.
Martha got out of the car and searched the vicinity, wanting to see if her slipper was still there, but, sure enough, to her disappointment, the slipper was gone.
Martha said, “Wait for me for a while. I will come down soon.”
She wouldn’t be thinking about playing tricks with Douglas right now.
It was really not necessary anymore.
Douglas had already got out of the car, walked over, and said, “I’ll go up with you.”
Martha wanted to refuse subconsciously, but when she saw Douglas’ eyes, she knew very well that she had no way to refuse.
Helpless, Martha could only nod and let Douglas go upstairs with her.
Martha lived on the third floor. The stairs were narrow. The handrails were loose, and there was even a lot of dust on them.
She was very overcautious that Douglas probably had never been to such a place before.
She was really worried about whether Douglas would have any physical discomfort.
Martha was secretly observing Douglas’ expression, and was relieved to see that it was as usual. He didn’t feel uncomfortable at all.
Douglas even seemed to be a little finicky in many things.
So, in a place like this, it was a complete surprise to Martha that he hadn’t lost his temper.
Martha opened the door, still feeling a little uneasy. She didn’t really want to let Douglas in, and was still trying to struggle.
She turned around and said, “Mr. Torres…”
“I’ve already come up, so you want to drive me down?” Douglas raised his eyebrows. His appearance clearly meant to say: “If you dare to think so, I’ll strangle you to death.”
Martha did think so, but dared not say it.
Douglas said, “You should be glad that we’re on the third floor. If it’s thirteenth, you can see if I will push you down.”
Martha turned away immediately, and opened the door to let Douglas in.
Douglas snorted in satisfaction.
He walked inside. The layout could be seen clearly. It can be said that it surprised Douglas very much.
He didn’t even know how Martha would allow herself to live in such a place.
For him, this was not a place for people to live at all.
As soon as he walked in, he felt a sense of depression.
That was Martha’s home. The orientation of it was quite good. The sunlight can shine in, making her home quite bright.
But the roof was so low that Douglas felt that something was pressing on top of his head.
Martha said, “Sit down. I’ll go and tidy things up.”
Douglas’ eyes fell on a small sofa. To be honest, with his long legs, sitting on such a sofa would really make him feel uncomfortable.
